The word job is often used as a threat in my house “you didn’t do your job properly” or “my job is hard” and this summer it was thrown around no different, except it was thrown at me. My mom said “you are going to get a job”, I was not arguing with the idea, in fact I have always liked being self-dependant and this could be the next step in having some new independence and a newly replenished bank account. I had no trouble with the idea, I did, however, have trouble finding one (and still am). I am putting resumes out to EVERY SINGLE store known to man and I am still busing out resumes like nobodies business, I am just a little surprised at how much of a struggle it would be.
Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.-Aristotle
I do not have work experience and applying for a first job is scary enough without your parents breathing down your neck. I am already putting pressure on myself, I want a job more than my parents want me to get it but what they don’t realize is that the job market has changed…and not for the better. You need experience but in order to have experience you need a job, but yet all jobs require experience.
I have some possible job leads but slowly my motivation is diminishing as well as my wallet. I realized that out of all my friends I am the only one whose parents are on them for getting a job. Who knew something that seemed so simple would be such pursuit. This experience is one I can learn from and look forward to taking with me throughout life, unfortunately I can’t see the silver-lining yet.
Maybe I will apply for as a cashier at the Krusty Krab…replace Squidward or maybe work as a barista at Central Perk. I am keeping my job prospects open and staying positive, good vibes.